Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

"Mommy?"

Jenna snuggled closer into Sherilyn's embrace, her eyelids growing heavier by the minute, "Have Mr. Johnson and everyone finished dinner yet?" "Not yet, sweetheart."

Sherilyn glanced outside, not wanting to disappoint her little girl.

"Mr. Johnson is still enjoying his wine, taking his time with the meal."

"Oh..." Jenna's eyelids drooped further, "But Mr. Johnson will come, right?"

"Are you getting sleepy, Jenna?"

Sherilyn dodged the question, "Why don't you take a little nap? If Mr. Johnson comes, Mommy will wake you up.'

"Okay." Jenna couldn't resist the pull of sleep any longer and burrowed deeper into her mom's arms, "You have to remember to wake me, Mommy." "I will."

Slowly, Jenna drifted off to sleep. Sherilyn carried her to her room, gently tucking her into bed.

Checking the time, it was already past 8:30 PM.

Sherilyn felt a twinge of unease. Something wasn't right...

If Gilbert had made it back to Sunhaven, knowing him, he would have gotten in touch with her by now.

...

10 PM, Sunhaven

Gilbert, accompanied by Caroline, hurried out, with Allen Abel

hand, he spoke to Charles, "You're in the garage?

said, "Let's head to

but

reached the garage and met up with Charles, Gilbert checked his

nodded, then instructed Charles, "You take Caroline to the Johnsons'. Grandma and my brother are waiting for them."

"Aren't you coming

head, "I've got another matter to

possibly be more

said, "I'm running

Allen Abel, he

Caroline stood there, bewildered. On a day like this, what

swne

Suddenly...

expression changed drastically, "Mr. Gilbert, something's wrong with

is it?" Gilbert tensed,

Allen frowned, "They're not

asked, "The car's been

brakes. The steering wheel's

heading straight

hit it, it would be a certain